The Bald Monk in the City

On the lawn in Emma's yard

Because the young dragon's food intake was a bit beyond Emma's expectations, she went to a pork farm in a nearby town to order pork.

Emma has prepared to place the young dragon in the copy card space, but she has not finished cleaning up.

While Yi Qiu and others lay leisurely on beach chairs, chatting while feeling the warm Australian afternoon sun.

They talked about the embarrassment of the first battle from the powerful enemies they had encountered, and from the connection between the comprehensive network and the material world dnd, they talked about the idea of ​​traveling to Azeroth. After a while, they talked about the magical berry for ordinary people. Specific effect...

The most rare thing in this world is to have a group of like-minded people chatting about things of interest.

Not so heavy, but not heavy.

"Yi, you are so strong now...I mean, what are your expectations for the future?"

At this moment, Lev next to Yi Qiu suddenly mentioned a topic.

Muzi looked up curiously, because the adventure experience was not rich, and she couldn't talk about many things.

But for Yi Qiu, Muzi's inner emotions are the most complicated.

This kind of complexity is difficult to describe: Yi Qiu was the one who rescued her from the haze of loneliness, which established Yi Qiu's special position in her mind, but today's Cod Arena has made her whole worldview affected. Torn thoroughly.

This kind of cognitive disorder initially made her feel hesitant and fearful.

But watching everyone chatting and talking about the mountains in the mild sunshine, it seems that all those negative emotions have all turned into light smoke and drifted away in the humid sea breeze.

"I remember when you first met you seemed to ask the same? The tradition of the bear country?"

Yi Qiu looked at Lev, then thought for a while and said:

"I still don't have a very clear goal or dream, but I feel happy to fight against a strong opponent, and to keep getting stronger is also happy..."

"I think this is enough. I don't need to put any labels on myself."

"Just like when people see me, they won't say that I am a savior, a judge, or just a monk, he will call me by my name-because there is no label that can fully express me."

Lev watched Yi Qiu lift up the vodka in his hand, and after the two waved to Ton, Lev said with some emotion:

"It sounds the same as before-it is very characteristic of your country's culture."

"Maybe someone needs to be thankful that you are not evil, otherwise it will really be a disaster."

"I'm serious, Yi: I'm also very thankful for this."

Lev was talking while slowly tasting the vodka in his hand:

"Everyone has his original intention that he can't forget. She is more shining than the others and everything."

"It's like vodka, like the Azzinoth sword... there are so many things and emotions on it."

"You understand what I mean, Yi? I'm sorry again that I can't take the risk with you, but I am very happy to see a new partner join in."

Lev slowly stretched out his fist and punched Yi Qiu, like a silent farewell.

"In fact, I don't understand. To become a monk you always have to give up something."

Yi Qiu touched his bald head, then looked at Lev and said:

"When your heart is like a lake...it's hard for a woman to fill her."

While speaking, Yi Qiu's mind flashed through the scene when he first met Yu Qing.

It was still an exquisite photograph of the years, but in the already vast spiritual world of Yi Qiu, she only occupies a small corner.

Just like the pearl of the past, it is no longer the Fanghua of the year.

Yi Qiu continued speaking, his eyes were calm.

"And when it becomes a vast ocean, I think Ms. Huo's power may seem pale."

"But still bless you, my friend."

"bump."

The two picked up the bottle and touched it. Lev first raised the bottle and looked at Yi Qiu and said:

"Bless you too, Yi: I believe there is always a great woman who can fill it up."

After speaking, he drank it with a smile on his face...

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The happy hour of the party quietly passed away during drinking and small talk, and Yi Qiu also returned to the temple with a centipede tattoo on his other arm.

It is worth mentioning that Muzi hopes to follow Yi Qiu for a period of meditation practice after thinking for a long time.

The monk's meditation practice is a very good practice method for sharpening the will. In fact, this practice method of the monk in the world of psionic energy does not belong to the mainstream culture.

Because its process is not only full of all kinds of pain, but for psionics who need emotional rendering, the monks' meditation practice will suppress their power to a certain extent.

If Muzi is a traditional bard, it is actually not suitable.

However, because she uses corresponding spells to summon powers that are similar to spirits or more subtle, she doesn't need to consider these.

And because her too sensitive thinking cannot be controlled, she is easily disturbed by negative forces.

Perception determines the upper limit of personal will, and the lower limit is gradually filled by the skills acquired by character training, fighting, and practice.

So Muzi wanted to practice as a monk to see if he could acquire the corresponding abilities.

In fact, as far as her attributes are concerned, the possibility of accomplishing this expected goal is very high.

Because Yi Qiu himself came through the long-distance space movement ability of the centipede psychic tattoo, which means that he naturally has no relevant procedures.

So he could not return on the passenger plane with Muzi, but took the lead to return.

He and Muzi agreed that when she arrived in Lhasa, he would leave a message on the comprehensive network and he would pick her up.

Before that, Yi Qiu was going to deal with the power of returning to ancestors.

Power of returning to ancestors:

Item level: 5

Quality: Purple

Type: Magic Scroll

Weight: o.1kg

Description: After use, warlocks or units with dominant blood will get a chance to surging blood. There is a certain chance that the blood will evolve, and there is a very small chance that the blood will return.

Seeing the red lustre in his backpack, which is like blood, the power of returning to ancestors, Yi Qiu can feel a special desire from deep in his heart~www.readwn.com~If it is an ordinary warlock or possessed If a creature with a dominant bloodline gets it, it will inevitably be unavoidable to use it as soon as possible.

After all, the kind of demand that is more advanced than the maintenance of life consumption and life reproduction, not everyone can stop.

However, under the meditation practice where the heart is still water and there is already a certain heat, Yi Qiu directly ignored this desire that originated from the depths of the blood.

He needs to wait for his destiny tide ability to cool before using it, after all, this thing is very rare even for him.

Tide of Destiny still has 17 hours to cool down. Yi Qiu is not in a hurry. He opens his backpack and prepares to sort out the output of this week in the rotten city that had not had time for the party...

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